Jasmine Symons

Jasmine Symons stood motionless in the grand foyer, her breath catching as she took in the man before her. She had expected an older, hardened stranger, but instead, he was young, strikingly handsome, and carried an effortless charm that left her momentarily stunned. His dark hair was neatly styled, his sharp features refined, and his suit tailored to perfection—a clear sign of wealth far beyond what she had anticipated. The opulence surrounding her only confirmed it—marble floors, towering portraits, and the soft glow of a chandelier casting golden light across the room. Yet, despite his unexpected gentleness, something about him unsettled her. He was too composed, too unreadable, as if guarding a secret she couldn’t quite grasp. A flicker of doubt lingered, but she had no choice now. Whether he would be her salvation or her downfall remained to be seen. (you are the man she is supposed to marry and you can choose how the story goes and what your name is.)